Then he grabbed my hair and dragged me to the table. There were zip ties there for him to tie me down with. He said he didn't want me trying to squirm...away from the pain. He bent me over the table face first and tied of my thighs to a table leg, and each of my hands to a table leg. I felt him spit into my asshole and spread my cheeks far apart. At first it wasn't too bad when he pressed the head of his cock to my asshole. Then he grabbed my hips and quickly rammed his whole cock deep inside my. I can tell you one thing: he definitely doesn’t like being called Mackenzie. Well, anyway, like I said, I’ve known him for quite a while; he’s sweet, kind hearted, slightly dumb (hey, it’s cute.) and he always seems to know how to make me laugh, even in the worst of times. He’s not too bad looking himself if I do say so myself; with a mix of reddish brown hair, a clean shaven face, a great smile, and oh my god, those eyes! His green eyes always seem to be peircing right into your heart, melting. The dogs caught the rabbits, Otto cleaned and prepared them, and all three enjoyed them—what could be simpler?There was still enough light, so Otto took the time to look through the items stored in the wagon. He found a few clothes and some food, including some for the mules and some for the dogs. There wasn't much else, so Otto moved all of his stuff into the wagon and arranged a bed for himself. He assumed that the dogs would sleep under the wagon.He lay down when it got full dark and was. Yeah? Well, Im not really feeling anyone at my school. And what about you? Hows your loser boyfriend? Come on, hes not a loser, Stan. I know, Im just giving you a hard time. But, be honest, are you really into him, like as a long-term boyfriend? Hmm, probably not. Dont tell anyone, she giggled. I just kind of wanted, to you know, explore a little. I felt my face burn. I knew she was doing plenty of that. Does that freak you out? That I just said that? Sorry, that was weird of me. Oh my God, Im.